This is a post I really wish I didn't have to write, but I do.
(Well, okay, I don't have to, but blogging tends to be my place to document things and this is a Pretty Big Thing.)
After a two-week-long series of discussions and mind-changing, The Boy and I have (amicably and mutually) decided to break up. Personally, I have yet to decide if it was the right decision in the long run - most times I think it is, but sometimes I hurt so much that I think this can't possibly be the road to take.
We both came to the realization that our relationship was coasting, mainly because we're both dealing with issues that the other can't understand. We think in two different ways and it's not working with the big things going on in our lives. All in all, it seems to definitely be an issue of poor timing, and neither of us knows if the pieces will come back together at a different point in our lives. That's something nobody can know, really. But we're planning on staying friends because while we don't work as a couple anymore, we still get along well and have no reason to cut the other out of our lives.
It seems so strange having this all happen just a month after Valentine's Day and only about two months before our two-year anniversary. It's hard to say goodbye to somebody after that long. I thought it was going to be easier than it has been (I don't know why I though it would be easy) and honestly, I'm a bit of a hot mess right now.
Since this is my first relationship, this is obviously my first break-up. I'm not really sure what to do with myself. Hopefully I'm making plans with friends this week, but otherwise I plan on laying low and watching a lot of TV. Any other sure-fire things to do to make me feel better?